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Chapter 203: 203 Multiple Choice Questions (5)

But for the guests, this scenario is nothing short of a battlefield.

The production team deliberately stirs things up, making them choose between two, which is bound to offend someone. Choosing either seems wrong and inappropriate. Moreover, male artists’ fans typically harbor a kind of “girlfriend” mentality. Unless you, a female artist, look like an angel, are popular, have no scandals, and have a status much higher than theirs, the male’s fans always feel like it’s the other party taking advantage.

Between these two people, Bo Yan sat with proper posture, intently drinking with an expression hard to describe, showing no apparent emotional fluctuations.

On the other hand, Wang Zisu seemed restless, occasionally glancing at Xia Siyu before quickly averting his gaze. It was evident that he was somewhat excited yet nervous.

When Wang Zisu said Xia Siyu was his goddess, he wasn’t just being polite; he meant it. In one’s youth, there’s always that one person who brightens the moment and softens the years. Although the distance between idol and fan disappeared after becoming familiar with each other, he still really liked Xia Siyu.

This liking wasn’t romantic but purely a fondness and closeness. So, when he heard he could kiss his goddess, even if it was just a peck on the cheek, he felt nervous.

Wang Zisu went to Korea in high school to train as an apprentice, and life in the Han Group was exhausting. After returning to his country, he was too busy to even think about finding a girlfriend, nor did he have the time or energy to sleep with female fans, so he remained single.

But Xia Siyu didn’t need to hesitate at all. The moment she got the stick, she scarcely thought before pinpointing her target, “Little brother, I can kiss you, right?”

Just as her words fell, Wang Zisu, out of nervousness, took a sip of alcohol and choked so badly that it shook the heavens, quickly turning to cough, with tears streaming out.

Perhaps because Wang Zisu’s coughing was too violent, nearly all the guests and production team focused on him, and no one noticed that Bo Yan, upon hearing these words, paused slightly with the glass in his hand.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he finished his drink and asked for another.

Xia Siyu didn’t bother with him either, turning her head towards Wang Zisu, leaving only the back of her head to Bo Yan. She even patted his back to help him catch his breath; after a bit of effort, he calmed down. Turning back, with red teary eyes and his baby face topped with little curls, he looked even more like a puppy.

“So, I can’t cheat the shot, right?”

“Right,” the director from the production team continued, “It must be a real kiss, it has to touch.”

Wang Zisu then asked, “It can be a kiss on the cheek, forehead, hand—not necessarily on the lips, right?”

The production team reiterated, “It must be on the face.”

The area of the face is large; it could be anywhere. Wang Zisu quickly “oh”ed a response, a hint of disappointment in his voice.

He turned to glance at Xia Siyu, his face flushing red again.

Xia Siyu, always bold, perhaps also slightly buzzed from a few drinks, reached out decisively to pull Wang Zisu’s neck forward, assertively bringing him closer, and even said to the camera, “Just touching faces. Female fans, please don’t mind.”

Just as she was about to kiss him…